Woman No. 11, mixed media, 2021
the real woman is under water and in the moment you grab my hips i am assured of her destruction swift, like a pine needle to be, at once, a moment apart to be a fast car to be a bird at the wheel hour after hour turning our eyes to the tentacles we initiate miracles with coffee pots, abandon suitcases we raise forks we depart untying our bodies until silence is inevitable
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4 responses to “A Moment Apart”
The last stanza is marvelous. I very much enjoyed this.
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Thank you, Bob!
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“the real woman is under water”..great opening line..and so true..sometimes it takes a lifetime to dive in and under and discover all the aspects of who we are, bringing them to the surface as we gasp for air…and “untying our bodies until silence is inevitable” is such a wonderful line..untying until the end when we are heard no more, departing this life as miracles…such a lovely beginning to my day :)..well done
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Thank you, my friend. This poem came together rather quickly and serendipitously. I am happy you enjoyed it.
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